Gucci Mane — Do The Math

Intro: Chyeah, Chyeah, Yeah, Yeah Uhh, Uhh, Wow Hook: 18 bands, I done sold another thang 10 grand cash, that'll get ya bout a half 3 point 5 that's a hundred dollar slab 13 hundred for a baby, pussy nigga do the math Tractor-trailer truck and its full of that mid (wow) Caravan baby and its loaded down with bricks (wow) Got a tractor-trailer truck and its full of that mid (wow) Got a caravan baby and its loaded down with bricks uh Verse 1: Kilos stacked up, Thirty's on my lack-truck Re-up half a mil, Pills Imma vacuum seal Gucci, Truly, Life of my movie Woke up this morning bought an 08 dually 07 Charger SRT bitch Sittin' on Ashanti's, Trunk just beatin' Dubs just breathin', Old folks peekin' Somebody bitch gettin' fucked this evening Gucci got clugs, That's the slang in Cleveland I'm so gangsta, He so corny I'm so hood that ya bitch got horny Cookin' up a brick 7:30 in the morning (It's Gucci) [Hook] Verse 2: My vette burgandy, Hummer snow white And I bought em same day, True story real light See my right wrist ice me out like a bitch I got so much money I can ice my clique Put ice on the bitch, Put ice on my fists See them diamonds on my rims, That's some million dollar slims I'm a cocaine chef, and I love myself Waiting on Gucci to fall off, Better hold your breathe Cus the donk look clear, Malibu look stealth Got so much money Imma ice my belt See my donk look clear, Malibu look stealth Got so much money, Imma ice my belt (Gucci) [Hook] Verse 3: Call me Pizza Hut cus I sell a lot of pies In the drought, I might get 23 of them guys 23 of them grams? That's a whole lot of mans See my plug Afghanistan, Get my pills from Pakistan Sold a lot of grams, Got them graham crackers man Green and yellow donk, Its my Green Bay Packer Van I don't understand, I don't really like the chicks See I'm known in the 6 for selling all them fuckin' bricks (Gucci) [Hook]